Chapter 289 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 44
Chapter 289 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 44
"Hmm, hum," cried.
"Ha..." A voice gasped loudly.
From behind the grass, the sounds of children crying and men roaring could be heard.
Lu Youming knew that he was not a good person and was a bit perverted.
But in this world, there are always perverts who are more perverted than you.
For example, Cui Hangxing.
For example, the queen of grass.
Lu Youming glanced at the child. He was no taller than his knees. He was probably three or four years older than Fuchen.
This issue……
Lu Youming thought for a moment.
After a while, it was finished over there.
I could hear the noise and guessed that the child had run away.
Lu Youming squatted in the grass, exposed his eyes, and stared quietly.
The man came out and Lu Youming recognized him.
He knows very few people.
Except for a few people who could drink, there were electricians who worked together, and a few people from the demolition team.
This guy happens to be from the demolition team.
Looking at their eyes, they looked kind and approachable. But Lu Youming was disgusted.
Why do you pretend to be a Bodhisattva looking down at the world?
He began to pay attention to the boy.
The boy has been at the construction site.
My parents were both working on the construction site, so I didn't have to take care of them at home, and I wasn't old enough to go to school (elementary school), so I took them with me.
The boy is very well-behaved and often stays alone in the house without going anywhere.
Sometimes Lu Youming looked over and saw the boy with his head lowered, dazed for some reason. It felt like he was looking at floating dust.
Fuchen always bows his head alone.
When they met on the road, Lu Youming saw the light in the boy's eyes.
There is no light.
Very cowardly.
Men sometimes come over and give sweets to boys in front of their parents.
The boy hid behind his parents and did not dare to speak.
Parents would also drag the boy out, pat his head and teach him, "It's not polite. You have to call someone when you see them, you know? Call me uncle."
Maybe, the first time I was brought there by candies.
Lu Youming watched silently and left the crowd.
While working, Lu Youming silently worked on his electrician job.
There is no longer much need for blasting at the construction site, but when it is difficult to dig a road, blasting is carried out at regular intervals. It is all directional blasting with a small amount of explosives.
Carry out during the day.
Lu Youming rented a house outside and rested on time.
Keep an eye on the demolition team below as you work.
During the explosion, he stood silently on the high ground and watched with a telescope.
The small area on the ground was empty.
In other places, everyone is still busy.
At half pay, someone went to the open space, "Bang——"
People were blown away.
The road is clear and I walk back leisurely, blending into the crowd.
In the crowd, everyone joined in the fun and watched the ambulance approaching and the cordon set up by the police.
The incident was treated as a construction site accident.
But unexpectedly, the police found the boy's parents. This made Lu Youming nervous.
The police negotiated with the boy's parents, who yelled and didn't know what to say.
Lu Youming looked outside. With so many people at the construction site, someone probably saw something.
The boy kept his head down and said nothing the whole time.
He was quickly taken away by his parents and left the construction site.
Longping Village.
Fuchen only went to kindergarten for a month and stopped going.
The kindergarten in the village is just a place for discipline, just to keep the children in check.
The teacher was a middle-aged woman and asked a young girl to help take care of her.
The classroom is your home.
The house is made of bricks and tiles, and the lights are not very bright.
Every time I go in, I feel like I've fallen into a mouse hole.
In the morning, the teacher taught some simple words, and in the afternoon, he gave the children a bunch of blackened building blocks for them to play with.
At this time, you can always hear the children in the senior class singing children's songs and learning new words next door.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, school was about to end, and everyone was playing outside while waiting for their parents to pick them up.
When grandpa asked next month, Fuchen shook her head, she didn't like it.
Don't like restrictions.
In October, Lu Youming came back.
Fuchen squatted on the ground and looked at the strange man.
In order to get rid of trouble, Lu Youming went to other provinces, walked around in a circle, and waited until there was no news before quietly returning.
Lu Youming shaved his beard and cut his hair, knowing that Fuchen might not recognize him. But when he saw Fuchen's plain eyes, Lu Youming stood there and let him look at him for a long time.
After half the pay, Lu Youming felt that his hands were tired and stepped forward.
Fuchen suddenly turned around and closed the door with a bang.
"Click." The door was locked.
The little guy has a good temper.
Lu Youming stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Open the door."
"Bang bang bang."
"Open the door."
I said it twice, but there was no response.
Lu Youming took out a piece of iron wire from his pocket, twisted it, stuffed it into the lock, "clicked", turned it again, pushed with a little force, and the door opened.
It's an old business.
Can't stop him.
Lu Youming entered the house and saw Fuchen squatting in the corner of the bed holding a bottle and drinking milk.
thirsty.
Still a little hungry.
Lu Youming stepped forward, stretched out his big hand, and took the milk powder from Fuchen's mouth from Fuchen's back. He took a sip and found that it didn't taste good.
I looked at the milk powder can and saw that it was very cheap milk powder.
Ten yuan a can.
As sweet as sugar water.
"Why are you robbing me?" Fuchen raised his eyebrows and said fiercely.
Roar.
Lu Youming stared at Fuchen, but he didn't expect the child to speak so eloquently.
And very fierce.
"I'm your dad. What's wrong with your order? Make another bottle yourself." Lu Youming said.
Fuchen grabbed it as soon as he got it. He bared his teeth and claws, and his face was scratched.
"Okay, okay. A kid is so stingy." Lu Youming stood up and muttered, "You can't do this. In the future, when you get married and go to your husband's family, you will definitely be punished."
Fuchen grabbed the bottle with his hand, then threw it on Lu Youming's head.
"Why."
Lu Youming touched the back of his head and looked at Fuchen.
Fuchen looked as angry as a bullfrog, and he didn't know who he looked like with the fierce look in his eyes.
As soon as I entered the house, I was treated like this by children one after another.
Lu Youming felt embarrassed, so he stepped forward, grabbed Fuchen, used all his strength to suppress Fuchen, and hit him with his first hand.
"Fight! Fight! I told you to fight! I am your father, and you fight like this!"
Fuchen's hands were tied, his head hanging upside down on the ground, gritting his teeth, holding back tears, and groaned.
Finished.
Lu Youming could go out and cook by himself.
Fuchen ran out directly.
After the noodles were cooked and eaten, the man next door returned to the house carrying a basket of radishes.
"You're back?" the uncle said hello.
Lu Youming nodded.
"Where's the dust?"
Lu Youming was also unhappy, "I don't know."
Who knows where he died.
Fuchen ran to Xiaojie's house.
When passing by Huzi's house, his mother happened to see him.
"Hey, where did you go? That's right. Mom doesn't want you. Dad doesn't know where he died. You are just a girl. If you were a boy, you don't know how rare it would be."
Fuchen is very irritable.
Every time this woman opens her mouth, she gets very irritated.
"Grass mud horse." Fuchen picked up a yellow stone and threw it at Zhang Guihua.
"Fuck you." Zhang Guihua jumped up and ran away, pointed at Fuchen and scolded her, "You are a bastard who has a mother but not a mother. You have no education at all. Let me see who you can marry in the future!"
